Fashion MISTAKE
I knew even as I was walking towards the school’s entrance
this morning that I’d made an error in choosing my outfit for the day. My school director stopped his conversation
with another teacher to say good morning to me, and when one of my 8th
grade students said hello, she definitely looked me up and down and smiled a
bit too wide. By the time I reached my
classroom, I had been told how nice I looked by 2-3 more people, and the halls weren’t
even full yet.
When I stopped into the office to check my mail box, the
secretary asked me which awards show I was headed to, and when a male teacher
said good morning, the intonation read less as “hello” and much more as “How
YOU doin’?” All of these comments were
combined with a look that took me in head to toe rather than just meeting my
eyes.
Second period when my students came in, I was seated at my
desk. Even so, they commented on how
nice I looked, and asked where I was going.
(Why is that a common question when one looks nice at school? If I had a date after school (as many of them
apparently guessed), chances are I would not go directly to it without going
home first.) My 8th graders 2nd
period were waiting for me to stand up so they could ogle the entire
outfit. I joked that I thought I would
teach the entire class from behind my desk, but eventually I had to stand and
pass back papers. As I did, the entire class let out a whooping
cheer. I’m serious.
When I left the house this morning, I thought I looked nice,
and I expected a few compliments. I did
NOT expect to feel like I was being looked at like a sex object in the
workplace. The last thing I need is to
be told I’m sexy by 8th grade boys.
(Yes. This did happen today. Multiple times.)
Needless to say, I will be going to school for the next week
in baggy sweaters and a turtleneck pulled up to my ears, if I can find one, as
well as baggy, shapeless dress pants. I’d
rather be dowdy and fashion-backwards than receive the kind of attention I got
today.
This was the dress in question. I wore a tank top under it (so the neckline wasn't low) and didn't wear a necklace. I really didn't think it was scandalous... |
Ow ow hoochie momma! Lol...I always enjoy reading your blogs!
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